Category Archives: diving stories

Ok, I got a bit paranoid that someone could track back my garden and kick me out, so I will make it a little bit less informative… I’ll change it back when traffic will be low. —————————————————————————– Long time no … Continue reading →

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Last thing I have to add to that massive dive that’s now about 3 months ago. 3 months? wow. Ben and I unpacked at his house (see picture in post below) and started playing with the trash – using the … Continue reading →

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Sarah was not my real name. Fe gave this name to me to anonymize me in an interview she did for the student newspaper. Fe is not Fe’s real name. There is one moment I didn’t mention in my last … Continue reading →

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I meet my friend at the second store. It’s right next to where she lives and she could use a break from studying for her exam. When she arrived she began digging enthusiasically as always. Her head almost disappearing. In … Continue reading →

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My friends place. Inside a wooden box was still the vacuum cleaner from days ago and a juicer. Also: A bag of clothes from the new store that I had left for her to look through. The box needed to … Continue reading →

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Candles! One can never have enough candles. Note the honey glas in the second picture: On freecycle someone asked for cork. He wanted to build some kind of floatable device to feed his bees, a swiming be manger if you … Continue reading →

This is when I say something: “Blabla.” This is when I think something: [Blubub] And there you go: This year for my birthday I got, hold your feet, a BAKLAVA ICE CREAM CAKE! Even if I where buying things I … Continue reading →